Four Split Personalities

Moments later

A short, abrupt knock interrupted the two’s thoughts.

"An, with an adult male about one hundred and eighty centimeters tall."

Despite only being at the initial entry of the Advanced Stage, the young lady of the [Death Angel] made a precise judgment and quietly reported it to Foster immediately.

The latter nodded slightly, adjusted his posture a bit, and calmed his somewhat chaotic feelings before saying softly: "Come in."

Soon after, a senior officer with a mushroom haircut and glasses, who was a permanent fixture in the Law Enforcement Force (mooching food, drink, and accommodation), opened the door from outside and slowly walked into the office.

Judging by his seemingly half-awake look, it’s likely that this poor young man was awakened while dozing off in the duty room.

And the person who woke An up, the late-night visitor, was most likely the man behind him wearing a silver trench coat of the same color scheme as the Law Enforcement Force uniform, but with a slightly different style. The man was tall and slender, with a monocle.

The corners of his mouth were curved in a friendly way, and his slightly squinted smiling eyes were quite pleasing. No matter the circumstance, as long as Ramollok suppressed that morbid and strange aura at his core and disguised himself a bit, the first impression anyone had of him wasn’t too unfavorable.

Of course, this "in general" does not include certain special individuals.

For example, the quiet and gentle girl, also known as the ’number one secretary of the Law Enforcement Force’ with an equally approachable demeanor and adored by everyone who knows her, frowned slightly upon seeing Ramollok. This small detail did not escape the eyes of Foster Ward and the person at the doorway.

Foster’s expression remained unchanged, and Ramollok’s smile grew even more pronounced.

"Captain, Sister Lian."

Suppressing the urge to yawn, An first greeted the two people in the room, then slightly turned towards Ramollok and introduced, "This is Mr. Ramollok, who seems to have some issues to discuss with you, Captain."

"Hmm, thank you for your hard work, you can go back and rest now."

Foster nodded and only looked at the visitor at the doorway after An closed the office door behind him, smiling: "Hello, Chief Priest Ramollok, I’ve long admired your reputation."

"Hehe, to be honest, what I fear most now is hearing someone say they’re ’long admiring my reputation’. "

Ramollok shook his head with a wry smile, then slowly walked to the sofa opposite of Foster’s desk and sat down: "I apologize for the intrusion, Captain Foster Ward, and this beautiful lady, I hope my unexpected visit hasn’t troubled you both."

"Not at all."

Lian gently shook her head and softly said, "The theoretical closing time of this office is three in the morning every day."

After speaking, she opened the drawer on Foster’s right hand, took out a pack of expensive tea leaves, usually used for entertaining guests because no one preferred drinking it, and began preparing a beverage with a pleasingly smooth technique.

Meanwhile, Foster placed a finger against his chin and softly inquired to Ramollok: "Can you tell me what exactly you did to my subordinate?"

"A little psychological suggestion, for which I deeply apologize."

Sitting on the sofa, Ramollok slightly bowed to Foster and gently explained: "In fact, my coming out this time was somewhat spontaneous, and due to time constraints, so..."

"Has the suggestion been lifted?"

Foster interrupted Ramollok calmly, asking: "Will there be any aftereffects?"

"It was merely an illusionary dream, which had already dissipated even before An brought me here. As for side effects..."

Ramollok shook his head and spread his hands: "It was just a dream."

"Lian, go check on An. If there’s no issue, have Spence give him some trouble. If there is, report back to me immediately."

Foster instructed the young girl beside him, his expression slightly softened.

Lian nodded slightly, placed the freshly brewed tea in front of Ramollok, said ’please enjoy,’ and swiftly left.

"I’m terribly sorry... it was reckless of me."

Ramollok offered another apology with an embarrassed smile.

"It’s alright. Given the outcome showed An wasn’t harmed, neither I nor the Law Enforcement Force will pursue the matter further."

Foster shook his head, then straightforwardly asked: "So, what’s the purpose of your visit, Chief Priest?"

"An unreasonable request."

Ramollok twisted his hands somewhat embarrassedly, saying: "If I remember correctly, like the previous Comprehensive Knight Competition, this year’s [Warfire League] should also be held during the exchange meeting, right?"

Foster raised his eyebrow slightly, nodding: "That’s correct."

"Well, as far as I know, that competition is a ’friendly exchange’ organized jointly by the major military academies in Academy City, with large-scale simulated combat as the theme."

Ramollok cleared his throat, recalling: "Unlike the Comprehensive Knight Competition, the Warfire League has no skill threshold. Anyone can participate as long as they pass the basic deduction assessment by the panel, is that correct?"

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